In 2018, I was driving my new car through a cross junction when suddenly, I felt a strong prompting to look to the right.
A car was coming straight at me at high speed.
People often say that when you’re under threat, your life flashes before your eyes. At that moment, I only had one thought: “Okay, I think I’m going to die young, at 40 years old.”
“Surprisingly, I wasn’t thinking about my wife, my children (pictured in December 2024) or my music ministry,” said Ps Andrew as the other car hurtled towards him. Photos courtesy of Andrew Yeo and from @mynameisandrewyeo Instagram.
I simply thought: “If I go, I go.”
There was no panic. No hysterical screaming. Instead, Jesus’ supernatural peace filled my heart.
So I just closed my eyes and gripped the steering wheel and whispered: “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.”
At the third “Jesus”, the other car slammed into mine, right near the driver’s door.
My car spun twice. The airbags exploded hard in my face and my spectacles flew off.
When everything stopped, my car was a total wreck.
But I was alive.
“You should have died”
Smoke was billowing from my car as two young men ran over, convinced they were about to pull out a dead driver. Then they saw that I was conscious. They forced the door open and pulled me out.
Only then did I realise the full impact of the crash.
“My car (pictured) was a Toyota. The other vehicle was a Volvo.”
Looking at what was left of my car, I couldn’t understand how I had survived.
There was no blood, no broken bones, no whiplash. I was shocked.
Soon, a fire engine and two ambulances arrived. The collision had been so loud that numerous bystanders must have called emergency services.
From the grass patch where I was sitting, I saw a paramedic run straight to my crushed car, thinking the driver was still trapped inside.
When he found the driver’s seat empty, he started shouting, “Where’s the driver? Where’s the driver?”
I stood up and waved.
He ran to me and asked repeatedly, “Sir, are you okay?”
“I think I am,” I replied.
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